The moment he held his hand on the doorknob, he could already feel the silent but strong pressure inside the door.

It has nothing to do with his current mood. It's an experience, a hunch. At the moment when all dog owners go home after a period of time, standing in front of the door can receive a signal that the energy inside is strong and should not be underestimated.

Wen Ming opened the door.

The dogs raised by others are so nice, they will shake their heads and tails wildly at the feet of their owners when they are enthusiastic.

His dog is okay, so Wen Ming, who was lifted up and carried on his dog's shoulder, thought so.

Wen Ming's people were placed on the only bed in the room, and Jiang Rui's figure obscured most of the field of vision above him. Before he could react to his situation, an enlarged face of Jiang Rui appeared in front of him.

It was very close, as if in a small space that could only accommodate two people, and I could smell his breath.

The dark gray eyes that always follow him are magnified in front of him, and the feeling of being stared at is also magnified.

Wen Ming's face became hot after realizing it. At this distance, it is easy for people to flash some images of the two people being too intimate last night.

He got up at a loss, and silently began to worry about whether Jiang Rui's extraordinary senses would hear his unusual heartbeat at this time.

Now he misses some big bunny ears that can be used to cover his face.

Fortunately, Jiang Rui didn't look at him for a few seconds, he buried his head into Wen Ming's neck.

Oh yes, his dog also sucks.

Wen Ming doesn't know how others fall in love. Anyway, now, it was not until Jiang Rui's face moved away from his eyes that he breathed a sigh of relief after a long time.

I was too high to pay attention last night, where should his hand be? Putting it on Jiang Rui's neck or on his back feels so embarrassing. In the end, Wen Ming had to choose to let his arms stay in place.

People are looking for a job and have an internship period, so why don't people get used to it first.

They are now reasonably intimate.

Wen Ming took a few unobvious deep breaths to calm himself down. When Jiang Rui raised his head again, he had already adjusted his mood.

The face in front of me is youthful and vigorous, with a deep outline and an aggressive appearance.

Jiang Rui's eyes dropped, his eyes fell on his lips.

Wen Ming saw his Adam's apple move.

It was too late to speak, and when Jiang Rui lowered his head and approached, Wen Ming covered his lower face with one hand in time.

He opened his mouth to explain to Jiang Rui that he was going to a meeting later.

This distance is very close, Wen Ming looked at his face seriously.

The big boy on the opposite side has a well-defined jawline without any excess fat or slack. With this neat line and a high nose, what Wen Ming touched under his hand was not his face, but the crisp jointing feeling that belonged to his younger brother.

Jiang Rui was covering his mouth, listening to his soft and slow voice, and gradually let himself lie on Wen Ming.

His face was pressed against Wen Ming's neck, and hot flashes were blowing on his skin.

The moment Wen Mingqiang finished speaking calmly, one of his earlobes was bitten.

The earlobe is one of the eight sensitive parts of the male body. His breathing became heavier.

Okay, he really didn't listen. Wen Ming thought to himself, the other free hand grabbed the illegal wolf claw that was clinging to the base of his thigh, looking for its tail.

"No tail." Wen Ming said to the dog with a stern face.

The dog said with his eyes: I don't believe it.

"Jiang Rui," Wen Ming was pressed by him and couldn't see the time, he said, "Get up quickly, I'm really going to be late."

Not an illusion. Really, according to Wen Ming's observation, he is the only one feeling cramped and nervous about this new relationship.

The meaning of this relationship to him is to be able to kiss, right?

If this is the case, he will be sad.

Wen Ming looked at the ceiling and began to think wildly.

He is 25, Jiang Rui is 18. The one on his body now is a man seven years younger than him. He may still be too young for Wen Ming. For a young boy like Jiang Rui, the meaning of falling in love may be just that.

When Jiang Rui was silent, he was approaching Wen Ming. The movement was slow, gradually approaching his lips millimeter by millimeter.

I can't understand more than the kids in their class. Wen Ming looked down at him helplessly.

"If you want to kiss now, only five minutes."

Wen Ming's voice is speaking.

The effect was very good, Jiang Rui stopped at that time. He has learned to settle accounts now, kissing once a day, a five-minute kiss is nothing compared to a one-night kiss.

Wen Ming looked into his eyes, and suddenly had a hint of softness.

Never mind.

The larger should take care of the smaller. Wen Ming has always been doing this.

Jiang Rui didn't get close, he could eat Wenming's tofu in the air even if he stayed there, which is called the spiritual way of eating tofu. The person lying underneath suddenly approached lightly, and their lips collided softly in mid-air.

"Kiss half of it, and I'll give you the remaining half."

Wen Ming lay back and said to him with a smile.

Jiang Rui looked at him without speaking.

Familiar emotions surged silently and calmly from the depths of the pupils.

Wen Ming's smile gradually disappeared.

…

"No, this time is really enough, I have a meeting!…"

Jiang Rui was sitting on the bed, Wen Ming, whose waist was wrapped by his arms, stood between his legs, and the hand that supported Jiang Rui's shoulder pushed the person away countless times.

The next second was dragged back by the arm around her waist.

The next moment after the faces of the two separated, Jiang Rui immediately caught up with him again, Wen Ming angrily: "I'm angry!"

Jiang Rui paused, didn't move any more, stopped there and gasped while licking the remaining sparkle on his lips.

Wen Ming tugged at the bag with one hand, hurriedly flipped out the meeting minutes and pen, and pushed Jiang Rui's face away with one hand, he was in a hurry now, after finding something Turn around and leave on the spot.

The big man who followed him when he closed the door was still standing behind the door watching him. Wen Ming is now more and more sure that Jiang Rui's purpose of falling in love with him is for this, but he still can't bear it.

Wen Ming hurriedly glanced at the empty corridor, and said softly to the door, "Finally..."

As soon as Jiang Rui heard it, he was about to come up, and Wen Ming was so anxious that he hit him with a set of continuous rabbit punches with both hands on the spot: "I'll do it myself!"

That's it, everyone stood at the door and wanted to kiss Jiang Rui one last time, and Wen Ming hurried to the meeting.

He organized his grooming all the way.

The conference room is full. He hurriedly rushed or was one step late, but fortunately, because it was rest time, he was not the only teacher who was late.

In the conference room, the deputy principal sitting in front of the conference table clapped the microphone and spoke: "Hello, hello... Is everyone ready?... Let me tell you, it takes up ten minutes for everyone today. During the break, let's hold a temporary short meeting, only ten minutes. First of all, the routine part, please cooperate with everyone before the meeting... Is the ppt title okay? The late teacher sits in the chair at the back, over there, Xiao Chen The teacher is ready to take pictures.”

Wen Ming found a place to sit down, he gasped for breath.

The teachers present understood the meaning of the leader. They sat upright and closed the mobile phone. Everyone in the screen was a harmonious appearance of serious participation. Mr. Chen took a while To hold a DSLR at the front door to take pictures. Wen Ming also cooperatively took out his pen and opened the meeting minutes book in front of him.

As he moved, something fell out of the book.

…what is this?

Wen Ming picked it up and looked. It was a mass of regularly wrinkled paper, which was squashed, and looked at the familiar page, which was torn from his meeting book.

A photo is already being taken. Wen Ming lowered his head and looked at his notebook seriously.

There should be only one person who can play his book.

Wen Ming thought it was a note left for himself, and he wanted to disassemble the group of things, but fortunately he found out in time. He recognized it as a squashed origami flower.

Jiang Rui's handwriting.

It should have been made by myself while waiting for him. Because it was so ugly, it was pressed into Wen Ming's page after it was folded. Pretend it's squashed and that's why it's so ugly.

Wen Ming pinched the ugly paper flower and laughed softly. At the meeting, he restrained himself and pressed the flower back into his notebook seriously.

The expression was slightly startled. He seemed to have figured out something.

At this time, he had a feeling that Jiang Rui had been waiting for him for a long time.

Aren't you used to liking me?

I have liked you for a long, long time.